"Get up! Grab a pen and write this down!"

I glanced at the blue numbers on the clock next to me. They read 3:00 a.m. I tend to have difficulty sleeping, either I can't fall asleep, or I wake up numerous times throughout the night for no particular reason. So when I heard God wake me up that morning only to tell me to grab a pen, I did what any crazy person would do, I told Him I'd do it in the morning while rolling over, tucking myself back under the covers. Now I consider myself to be somewhat of a stubborn person. But as I've discovered, God is much more persistent than I could dream of being! My resistance lasted all of two minutes before I had a pen on the notebook paper, asking Him what to do next. He then told me to write about snotty tissues. I crinkled my nose, said that was disgusting, but obeyed anyway. Words poured from my pen all over that blue-striped paper. This pattern of Him waking me up at the wee morning hour of three o'clock continued for months. Now I am not a writer. I didn't fare well in language arts in high school, and I never took English in college. The words in this book may not be proper, but I am beyond proud of them! God gave me these stories. I have no idea why, but I pray that they touch at least one life. I hope someone will get to know Jesus through these words. If only one person realizes how much Jesus loves them because of learning of Him from this book, then every single 3:00 a.m. wake-up call would have been worth it. I pray Jesus blesses you today. He loves you!